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be my escape- relient k
I’ve given up on giving up slowly, I’m blending in so
You won’t even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption
because I know to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
I’m giving up on doing this alone now
Cause I’ve failed and I’m ready to be shown how
He’s told me the way and I’m trying to get there
And this life sentence that I’m serving
I admit that I’m every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair
Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while You hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here
Cause I’m afraid that this complacency is something I can’t shake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self detained and forced to live in this mess I’ve made
And all I’m asking is for You to do what You can with me
But I can’t ask You to give what You already gave
Cause I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity and
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I’ve gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I’ve gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging
You to be my escape.
I fought You for so long
I should have let You in
Oh how we regret those things we do
And all I was trying to do was save my own skin
But so were You
So were You
Wednesday, February 04, 2004
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one of the many days in school, with many days to come. it's funny how i used to complain that time passes too slowly for my liking, when now, i wish that time would just stand still. but i suppose some time soon, i'll be praying that time passes faster all over again. hmm. and i wonder, is it just me or does it seem like life is starting to get depressing?
-frowns-
it's probably just me. a parnoid new-age (over)senstive freak. well, at least i hope i'm not starting to hallucinate. many times, i find it hard to tell, or rather, to explain myself to other people. little things, like why i chose to wear pink instead of white, and big things, like why i am who i am today. often, i find myself stumbling over my answers. i don't know, never had a problem with the questions. or the funny looks. just the part where people start telling me if they think my life is alright by them. i mean, it's my life, my decisions and pardon me, if i fuck up, it's my mess. most certainly, advice is always welcome, but not judgement. don't condemn me because of my choices. whether it's in the respect of relationships, friendships or simply, my atittude towards life in general, i do try (impossible as it may seem, i do) to make the wisest decisions for myself and towards others as well. sometimes, it doesn't work out the way i wanted it too and god knows how many times i've paid for my ignorance or stupidity. but i learn (some!) and i try not to do it next time.
so i guess what i'm trying to say is, please don't judge me (or any other person) upon our decisions, because (and i'm willing to bet you've been through it too) decisions are sometimes just plain agony to make. it's often logic vs feelings and we never know how it's going to turn out. simple example to illustrate my point, when we fall in love. we can't choose when or with whom to fall in love with, but we can choose whether or not we wish to deny or accept our feelings. feelings don't disappear, they're simply denied by the person who's feeling them...
Everybody's looking for that something
One thing that makes it all complete
You'll find it in the strangest places
Places you never knew it could be
Some find it in the faces of their children
Some find it in their lovers eyes
Who can deny the joy it brings
When you find that special thing
You're flying without wings
Some find the cheer in every morning
Some in their solitary lives
You'll find it the works of others
A simple line can make you laugh or cry
You'll find it in the deepest friendships
The kind you cherish all your lives
And when you know how much that means
You have found that special thing
You're flying without wings
So impossible as they may seem
You've got to find for every dream
'Cuz who's to know which one you let go
Would have made you complete
But for me it's waking up beside you
To watch the sunlight on your face
To know that I can say I love you
In any given time or place
It's the little things that only I know
Those are the things that make you smile
And it's the flying without wings
'Cuz you're my special thing
I'm flying without wings
You're the place my life begins
And you'll be where it ends
I'm flying without wings
And that's the joy it brings
I'm flying without wings
